Repetition

Repetition

A Poem by Judy Ponceby
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On being a psychiatric nurse......

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15 to 20 times a day, with minor variation,
I review these questions, via oration.

"Do you hear voices?"
"Do you see visions?"
"Are you paranoid?"
"Are you suicidal?"
"Are you homicidal?"
"How is your energy level?"
"How is your mood?"
"Depressed?"
"Anxious?"
"Irritable?"
"Mood swings?"
"How is your concentration?"
"How is your appetite?"
"How are you sleeping?"
"Do you have racing or disorganized thoughts?"
"Do you have shaking or tremors?"

Reviewing meds, assessing situations,
Discussing reactions, discussing relations.

Monotony could well become a factor,
I'm easily bored, easily distracted,

But every single time I ask these questions,
I learn something new and think up a suggestion.

Everyday is the same, Going through the motions,
And yet, I'm never bored, and I have a notion.

Everyone is different, No answer the same,
Sorting through the verbage, looking for that grain.

The single detail to tell me what can be done,
To find a better system to assist each one.

Slow and methodical, and yet amazing in variation,
Questions and answers, a myriad of striation.

Oct 15, 2010

© 2011 Judy Ponceby


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An amazing job, well versed and almost sings to the reader, a clear and concise message of emotion and feeling, well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


excellent!! lots of bells ringing here. the daily summation of our mind and senses. i have given up. lol, it was far too depressing. a great write, judy. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


That can be really ough you must get tired of it

Posted 13 Years Ago


No matter who and what a person is, even a pause in a word makes for unique-ness .. i admire your work, your empathy and efficiency, most of all i admire your giving of self. Your words speak a necklace of pearls, Judy.

Posted 13 Years Ago


When I was a choir director, there was a member of my choir who was a psych nurse. She used to have the fastest time at rehearsals, trying to determine what would be the proper course of treatment and the correct titration of which medication. She'd give me a full discourse as we walked out, of course. LOL Great write, and thanks for the memory, Judy.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I am sure the questions do seem repetitious and you must be one incredible lady to keep in mind that each person is different. Excellent Judy :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Perfectly said Judy. In what might seem mundane or repetitive work theres actually joy in getting to know that one singular thing that makes us each unique.. You've expressed those feelings well with this beauty:) x

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH



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